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Thursday, September 27, 2012

Stowaway Heart





Had titled this 'Landmarks' 
but I think I like Stowaway Heart as a much better title♫
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Stowaway Heart

1. I never noticed that mailbox before.
When did that new house appear?
This road that leads to your door, open wide
Has been filled with landmarks so clear.

I could see only potholes before me
And treacherous forks as my lot
But now I have noticed landmarks with new eyes
And found a stowaway heart.

Refrain
Landmarks are goldmines
as I make my way to your door
Focused am I now that I found
The one whom I adore.

2. I used to turn to the left into crowds
To find myself to be lost.
I seem to see only squall lines of rain
Full of doubts and qualms, all across.

I could see only potholes before me
And treacherous forks as my lot
But now I have noticed landmarks with new eyes
And found a stowaway heart.

Refrain

I could see only potholes before me
And treacherous forks as my lot
But now I have noticed landmarks with new eyes
And found a stowaway heart.




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Wednesday, September 26, 2012

KISS

An entry for a contest on the All Poetry site...I was given the prompt KISS, so yeah....I went there♫♪

For ABC WEDNESDAY letter K

KISS


                      s
                 s 
            i   
       k
As
I am
an affirmed
chocoholic whose
obsession with Hersheys
makes this particular prompt
easy peasy since I was assigned
the word KISS for my actual alphabet
choice for the letter K…Oh wait! I must go
get a foil wrapped Kiss before I complete this.



Happy Fall♫♪

Sunday, September 23, 2012

Can’t wait for this political malarkey to be over and done with

A contest entry for the All Poetry site where the word RED had to be featured, and I thought I'd participate in Miss Jenny's Saturday Census series♫
Saturday Centus-Blah, Blah, Blah

Can’t wait for this political malarkey to be over and done with…Blah, Blah, Blah

Redlines
Headlines
Ratings prompt the news

Sound bytes
Highlights
Readying your views

Analytics
Favored pundits
Champing on their cues

Results: Red!
Your furrowed head
Indelibly lined and hued


Happy Fall everyone♫♪

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Roads



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Working our way through the alphabet, already on letter R!
For more click on Alphabe-Thursday
Also for Rural Thursdays




A simple tune for a simple concept...

1. Our roads are separate. It’s time to go
Our roads are separate, and you must know
When roads are separate
Good friends must part and
Not forget the times we met.
We make a new journey’s start.

Refrain:
Do not be sad that his has to be
The sojourn on this earth makes us see
When roads are separate our lives will tell.
Oh may it fare you well.

2. Our paths have crossed and it seems too brief.
We have traveled here and it’s my belief
This road of ours goes different ways
To map for us a completeness
‘til we meet beyond our days.

Refrain

3. Roads are separate, it’s time to go
Our roads are separate and you must know
When roads are separate
Good friends must part and
Not forget the times we met
And make a new journey’s start.

Refrain



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Tuesday, September 11, 2012

I Am Left



A meditative instrumental...
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                                                                                            I Am Left

                                                                         You’ve witnessed sorrow
                                                                         You’ve been deceived
                                                                      You've been kicked down low
                                                                         You’ve been misperceived

But I am left
I’m left of your heart
Left of your soul
Left of new starts

                                                                                Just reach out
                                                                                      Knock
                                                                             Knock at my soul
                                                                          Knock right into me
                                                                        and begin a new role
                                                                                             ~
                                                                 Look up from that deep well
                                                                          You are trapped in
                                                                   Hope’s coming to dwell
                                                                            Give it an opening

Cause I am left
I’m left of your heart
Left of your soul
Left of  new starts

                                                                             Just reach out
                                                                                   Knock
                                                                       Knock at my soul
                                                                     Knock right into me
                                                                     and begin a new role

                                                              You say “what’s the point?”
                                                             Why continue this charade?
                                                    That’s the way I am, the way I am bent
                                                     Can’t turn my lemons into lemonade
                                                                                      ~
                                                                                      ~
But you are left
You’re left of my heart
Left of my soul
Left of new starts

                                                                              Just reach out
                                                                                   Knock
                                                                       Knock at my soul
                                                                    Knock right into me
                                                                   and begin a new role
                                                                                      ~
Repeat:
But you are left...


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Thursday, September 6, 2012

Power




Here's another instrumental. An entry for Alphabe-Thursday letter P
Click on the link for more perfect P entries ♫

POWER

1. You used to affect me.
I’ve got control you see.
I’m all for power
But your days are over.

2. I am so grounded now
I know ‘bout energy.
Understand your days
of power are over.

Refrain
Power is
Mine to hold.
I will ignore you cold
You are as dust.
I sweep you away with
A shake of my fist.

3. Power is heady stuff.
I think you have enough.
I will not grant you the
Power to upset me.

4. I am so grounded now
I know ‘bout energy.
Understand your days
of power are over.

Refrain

I love the solar power.
Then there’s the money power.
Even atomic power,
All here on earth is powered
Some say by a Godly power.
All that I know ‘bout power is that
You hold no power
Over this fragile flower...me.



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